An eclipse

God, the sun,

me, the moon.
His circular image is mine.
His light shines me:
My being hinges on Him.
My spirit radiates with His love.

On the dark night of eclipse
I cease to be
His love no longer
reaches me.
All is lost in oblivion.

But when the self
no longer stands between us,
I see Him once again.
And I feel His grace pulsating all around me:
moving me, sheltering me, inspiring me, empowering me.